Another two hours later, the clouds stopped and the rain stopped. The sky was bright and it was already 5 pm. More than ten rays of light dispersed from the Dan Raising Peak and returned to their respective peaks. 【..】
In less than half an hour, the sound of a bell rang from the peak and spread throughout the mountains.
The thousands of cultivators on both sides of the river knew that when the bell rang, it meant the start of the sword competition. They all looked up at the sky excitedly.
Ying Ya Daoren carried his horsetail whisk and walked to the altar at the peak. This was the highest point of Chengyuan Gorge. He looked around and took in all the colors of the mountains and rivers.
He took out the talisman scroll and placed it on the altar. He bowed and took a few steps back. He ordered the boy to light the incense and candles. After burning half of the talisman, he moved his hand and muttered a few words before pointing at the talisman. The talisman suddenly shone brightly and trembled lightly. After a short while, he heard a sound coming from the heavens, wave after wave, like a surging tide, distant and grand.
After another short moment, the dense astral clouds in the sky seemed to be stirred, and a rift was suddenly torn open. A 30,000-meter long beam of clear light pierced through the sky and descended like a pillar. Amidst the snowflakes and starlight, a palm-sized golden talisman fluttered and slowly descended.
But no one expected that the first talisman would land on the peak where the demonic sect disciples were guarding.
Ying Ya Daoren sighed in his heart. The demonic sect was indeed at its peak, even the heavens were looking after them.
Luckily, only one talisman was sent down this time. He felt slightly at ease. If there were more talismans, there would be a chaotic battle with the demonic sect disciples. This was not what he wanted.
The demonic sect had always had strange spells. Now that the demonic tribulation had started, there were many new spells that they had not used for a long time. It was not good to act blindly. He should slowly fight with them and test out their strength before trying to subdue them.
At this time, there was a dignified man in the demonic clouds. The handsome black-robed cultivator walked out. He first looked at the edict a few times, then turned around. He bowed to the many Devil Sect disciples behind him and said, "I will go and take down this edict."
Feng Haiyang smiled and said, "I was going to ask Brother Gao for help, but I didn't expect the talisman to go to your sect. It's obvious that heaven's will is on my side. Brother Gao's trip will definitely be a success."
The cultivator didn't say anything else and bowed again. He stepped on the cloud and floated down. After a while, he landed on the peak and raised his head slightly. He was just waiting for the talisman to arrive.
On the Yaoyin Clan's mountain peak, Zhang Boyan pointed at the Devil Sect cultivator and said in a deep voice, "Palace Master Zhang, this person is Blood Soul Sect's disciple, Gao Ruowang. In the past, this old man lost to this person. Although this person's cultivation is profound, his Devil Arts far surpass his peers, and his Escape Technique is superb. However, he rarely fights head-on with others. Usually, he tries to break through his opponent's techniques and kill them Just Now. If Palace Master meets him, you have to be careful. "
Zhang Yan nodded his head slightly. Speaking of which, he had fought with Blood Soul Sect's disciples a few times, so he wasn't unfamiliar with this person. Previously, he heard from Zhang Boyan that this person was famous among the six demon sects. He had to take a closer look at his techniques.
Ying Ya Daoren used his finger to point and shouted loudly on the peak, "Who is willing to take this edict?"
Huanzhen Temple's Chen Qingping Just Now, because he couldn't chase away the wind and rain in the sky, he felt that he had lost face. At this moment, he wanted to get back at them. His thoughts changed and he shouted, "Fellow Daoists. Allow I to go for a while. "
He leaped forward and his body turned into a light rainbow. He flew down before the others and headed straight for the peak where Blood Soul Sect was.
At this moment, the disciples on the various peaks were all paying close attention.
The Devil's Calamity had lasted for a thousand years. Although Xuan and Demon Sect had yet to make a move, there was bound to be a battle. However, for thousands of years, the disciples of the Demon Sect were familiar with the Daoist techniques and supernatural powers of the ten Xuanmen sects. However, they had yet to find out the details of their opponents. Through this battle, they would be able to see something.
Although Gao Ruowang was a disciple of the Demon Sect, he had a good appearance. His beard fluttered, his eyebrows were long, his figure was slender, and he wore a loose robe with big sleeves. He looked like an immortal. Seeing that Chen Qingping had come over, he smiled and waved his sleeves. A gust of wind splashed out and blew away the edict that was about to land. It fell straight into the Chengyuan Gorge River.
Then, he looked at him playfully, as if waiting for him to choose whether to come at him or fight for the edict.
Chen Qingping only hesitated for a moment before he resisted the impulse in his heart and ignored the talisman. Instead, he pointed forward and a peach wood sword flew out from behind him. With a sudden sound, a black light flashed and swiftly slashed downwards.
Gao Ruowang smiled slightly. His body suddenly became blurry. As the sword light slashed down, his entire body turned into spots of green light and shattered like a bubble. There was not a single trace left.
Chen Qingping also knew a thing or two about the methods of the Blood Soul Sect. How could he not see that the one he killed was just an unimportant blood soul and the real body was hiding somewhere. He formed a seal and retrieved the peach wood sword. He held it in his hand and looked left and right with extreme vigilance. He mocked, "Demon Sect thieves, do they all hide like this?"
He shouted a few times but did not see anyone reply. He frowned and raised his finger to his eyes. In an instant, he opened his eyes. A bright light shot out from his eyes and scanned the top of the mountain a few times. However, he still could not find any clues.
In the end, he still cared about the edict and could not find Gao Ruowang's whereabouts. He did not stay here any longer and rushed down on the astral wind.
After the edict floated on the river, it was blown by the river wind and moved to the shore.
There were about a hundred cultivators standing there. Most of them had low cultivation, and the highest was only at the Clear Qi Realm.
One of them saw the edict floating towards him. The body of the edict was shining with golden light and there were countless mysterious patterns shining. When it was in front of him, he could not help but reach out to take it. However, just as he reached his hand, a blood light suddenly appeared and drilled into his body. In the blink of an eye, he was nailed to the ground. He could not move and could only scream.
The talisman suddenly shook and left his hand, drifting in another direction.
Seeing what happened to that cultivator, no one else dared to take it. They all dodged in panic as if they were avoiding the plague.
At this moment, the talisman shook and a bloody light flew out from it. It made a circle in the air, but in an instant, it passed through the bodies of these people one by one. Immediately, all of them were like clay statues, unable to move.
Chen Qingping happened to arrive at this moment, and when he saw what was happening, he sneered and flicked his sleeve, causing a bamboo scroll to fly out. He tossed it into the air, and with another incantation gesture, the scroll opened up. He shot a ray of green light towards the talisman and said, "Collect!"
The light suddenly shrank from ten feet wide to the size of a needle. With a "chi" sound, a wisp of green smoke floated by. The spell had been broken. The edict floated to the ground.
When the people saw Chen Qingping arrive, it was as if they had seen their savior. They all shouted, "Enlightened Master Chen, save us!"
Chen Qingping frowned. He knew that he had to find Gao Ruowang's main soul or his real body to deal with in order to break this spell.
He took out a hand seal and used his dharma eye to look around. However, after a while, he still couldn't find anything.
He thought for a moment and flipped his palm. He took out a black iron star plate and held it in the crook of his arm. He shook it and the needle on it turned and immediately pointed to a direction.
He looked up and looked at an empty corner. He said coldly, "So it's here. How can such a small spell be hidden from me?"
He pointed his finger. Over a thousand bamboo sticks scattered through the air, encompassing the area of several tens of feet around them before descending in unison and sinking into the earth. Every single one of them was pointing straight up into the sky, and judging from their arrangement, it was actually a restriction.
He made a hand seal and there was a rumble. The bamboo sticks exploded. He then waved his sleeve and a strong wind swept away the dust. When he looked again, it was already a mess. Mud and stones were flipped over and broken branches and leaves were everywhere.
Just as he was looking around, he suddenly heard cries of alarm rising and falling from behind him. Turning around to look, he couldn't help but be shocked. A cultivator had actually been blown to pieces, and his corpse was scattered all over the ground.
He thought for a while and guessed that Gao Ruowang must have used a substitute spell on this person. That was why he ended up like this.
The cultivators were all terrified. It was obvious that they were afraid of the same ending.
Zhang Yan, who was watching the battle from the peak, saw it clearly. He said in surprise, "Is it the substitute spell?"
Zhang Boyan was at a disadvantage when he fought with Ancestral Master Tai Heng. He had a deep memory of this spell. He nodded and said, "Yes, it is this spell. I didn't expect someone in the Blood Spirit to be able to practice it. I wonder where he learned it from."
At this moment, a few elders of the Demon Sect who were hiding in the demonic clouds were also pointing and discussing. Someone said, "If Huanzhen Temple's Art of Sealing is mastered, even supernatural Daoist spells can be suppressed. As long as we are careful not to be captured by the treasured scroll and the Green Bamboo Book, we will be fine."
Someone else said, "As long as the Daoist from Huanzhen Temple has all the instruments and has the support of Xuangong, he will be a strong opponent for the Ling School. To defeat this person, we must first find a way to break his instrument."
Xu Niangzi looked for a while and judged, "This person is not a match for Senior Apprentice-Brother Gao."
Feng Haiyang nodded and commented, "This Chen Qingping's cultivation is not bad. Looking at his agile movements, he can easily use supernatural Daoist spells. He is not someone who would shut himself away from the world. However, there are not many who can match up to Daoist Brother Gao. Even I can't say for sure that I can win. If Chen Qingping retreated earlier, he might be able to keep his life."
Chen Qingping accidentally killed one person. He looked resentful, but his heart was filled with hatred. Although he knew that Gao Ruowang was hiding among them, there were at least a hundred people here. As a member of the Xuanmen, it was impossible for him to kill all of them.
His expression changed several times. He scoffed and sneered, "You demon, do you think you can control me just like that?"
He conjured a spell and shook his Daoist robe. In a split second, a ferocious Pi beast with a dragon's head and a horse's body flew out from the robe. It rushed to one person and opened its mouth to bite. It dragged out a Blood Soul and swallowed it. Then, it rushed to the next person and did the same thing. After circling around the scene, everyone was paralyzed on the ground. It was obvious that the spell was broken.
The Pi beast let out a roar, shook its mighty body, and returned to Chen Qingping's Daoist robe.
He patted his robe as if he was brushing away the dust. He stood upright in the air and said arrogantly, "Gao Ruowang, I know that your Blood Soul Sect is good at refining Blood Souls. I will destroy every Blood Soul you send out. Let's see how many you have for me to kill!"
Zhang Yan shook his head. He was experienced in fights of spells. He could see that Chen Qingping seemed to have the upper hand, but he was actually in a dangerous situation.
Gao Ruowang was obviously more skilled. He avoided the strong and weak points. He only used a few Blood Souls that could be discarded at will to test out his opponent's methods. However, Chen Qingping still knew nothing about this enemy. If he continued to fight, the result would be obvious.
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